Darkrose

Darkrose

Wednesday, October 10, 2012

Late night

Alone in the dark 

No sound bar my slow breaths


Slow to keep calm 

Toes cracking against the bed


Fingers raking through my hair


Scratching my scalp. 


Not working. 


Pain, anger and sadness 


Creeping into my chest


I feel it there like a cyst. 


Filling my chest, pressing against my sternum


Trying to ignore this pressure. 


Close to exploding. 


Sleep come and embrace me into your dark sweet abyss.